Abby moved a few steps away from him and began to move her arms and sway her hips. Her movements were loose but heavy, like she was trying to shake something off that refused to let go. The crowd pressed around her, the neon lights sliding over her skin in violet… red… then blue. She spun once then twice, almost losing her footing. Eli hand shot out instinctively, cutting through the air between them, fingers hovering just inches from her arm. He could almost feel the warmth of her skin before he stopped himself, his hand frozen midair.
She steadied on her own, a shaky laugh slipping past her lips, while his hand fell back to his side, the gesture unspoken but heavy. She moved to the rhythm, arms loose, head thrown back, her body swaying to a song she didn't even recognize. In a single moment, her mind betrayed her.
Flashback..
She scrolled through his phone when he left it unlocked on her couch two days earlier. A message from Jason had popped up "I'd love to see you tonight…" She read the message with a confused and curious look. Messages to Jason, full of inside jokes and unfinished sentences.
Her thumb froze mid scroll when she saw that one picture… Michelle and Jason sitting on a bed in a room bathed with natural light both shirtless… with two arms across their shoulders is Makayla sitting in the middle completely shirtless… her tits all full at the top and bottom, it looked like a C-cup. Michelle and Jason gave Makayla a big kiss on her cheeks, while she had a big smile on her face.
The longer Abby stared, the louder her heart pounded.
She had always suspected that Makayla had a thing for Michelle. She had brought it up to him when Makayla came back from London to surprise him on her own birthday. She knew they had planned a special date at the fanciest restaurant in New York.
Makayla and Michelle had been friends since the third grade. They were inseparable until college. Her family moved to London for her dad's job. Abby remembers when Michelle brought her up when they had an arguement… "Makayla would never behave like this!"... That broke her. Of course he begged her for weeks and tried to make it up to her but the damage was done. Abby accepted his apology but never looked at him the same way.
Makayla begged both of them to pick her up from the airport… She explained that she could not get any rides. Abby accepted and they both picked her up. The moment they spotted her at the airport, Makayla sprinted leaving her bags in the middle of the airport and jumped on Michelle for a hug. The hug lasted for 30 seconds but Abby felt like it lasted for hours. Michelle dropped Makayla down slowly.
"I can't believe you are finally here!" Michelle said with the biggest grin on his face excited to see his best friend after three years of texting and phone calls.
"I can't believe you are here too!" Abby said as she walked towards Makayla with the best smile she could fake, for a hug.
"You must be Abby, it is great to finally meet the girl that had kept my Michelle happy" she said as she hugged her back.
"My Michelle? This must be a joke" she thought.
"It's great to finally meet you. My boyfriend had told me so much about you and high school day", Abby said as they pulled out their hug.
Makayla has the kind of beauty that seemed effortless, like she had been sculpted by some quiet intention rather than vanity. Her features were almost symmetrical. Her skin carried a natural glow, the kind that caught the light in just the right way. Her hair… brown, long, sleek and glossy, brushing over her shoulders.
Abby studied her features as she moved back and thought to herself that she was pretty and she seemed really nice.
Seeing the picture made her remember what she thought of her that day and she just chuckled "I could have just slapped her" she mumbled to herself.
She spent her birthday with her boyfriend's lover. Abby felt like an idiot thinking about it.
"She's like a sister to me!"... "If we were going to date Abby, we would have!"... "You are starting to sound insecure, Abby!" Michelle would say every time Makayla would call him to help her while they would plan to spend time together after a long day at campus. This was almost too often than not. She seemed to know when they got together to spend some quality time together, like she had a spy cam or she tracked their whereabouts.
The next night Abby went to his apartment… She needed to hear it from him… She wanted him to tell her that it was all staged… the picture was generated by AI. Some kind of explanation that did not seem like this kind of betrayal.
The sound of laughter… moans… heavy breathing, she heard it before she could see it. The door wasn't locked. She slowly pushed the door open. She walked into his apartment quietly. Clothes and underwear spread all over the living room floor. On the couch were the three best amigos.
Makayla sat in the middle, her legs wide open with two dicks in her hands both Michelle's and Jason's. Michelle and Jason knelt on the couch making out while Makayla takes turns sucking on each dick like big popsicles. Abby just stared… disbelieving, almost detached, numb, as if watching a movie. They did not notice her until she dropped her phone as she was getting it out of her pocket to take a picture. The crack of it hitting the floor sounded really loud.
Michelle and Jason looked back as soon as they heard the noise, Makayla stopped pausing.
Abby lifted her phone, took a picture, and walked out.
She looked directly at Michelle and said calmly "we're done".
Now one week later, in the club, Abby is trying to drown that memory under alcohol and music.